Chapter 63: Teon’s declaration[2]
It was the standard protocol for handling any rogue player who disrupted the peace of the country.
Nothing of the sort had happened yet though, which was the exact reason why Leon was even more surprised by the current situation.
The streets were completely calm, there were no active hunter patrols looking for him, and the government had remained completely silent since the ambush.
It felt completely unnatural for a mass killing to be ignored like this, making him realize that an invisible force must have deliberately suppressed the legal consequences of his actions.
He stared up at the giant display, a dark and bitter realization slowly settling into his mind as he analyzed the complete lack of a government response.
He clenched his teeth tightly inside his hoodie, his thoughts swirling with anger as he thought in suspicion, ’Don’t tell me... he has a hand in that?!’
The only person with enough raw political power to instantly freeze a high-level criminal investigation like that was the S-rank guildmaster standing right before him on the screen.
Teon continued his speech without a single care in the world, his friendly smile widening as he delivered the ultimate twist to the listening public.
He raised his hands slightly to capture everyone’s undivided attention, his booming voice echoing with an intense, calculated pride as he said, "As many of you might have guessed, that rogue player is indeed my son! Leon Allistar!"
The moment he said those shocking words, furious whispers instantly started spreading among the dense crowd standing on the streets.
Everyone already knew the true identity of the strange player who had burst into the C-rank dungeon yesterday and killed those players on the open road.
The viral videos had been circulating across every major social media platform for the past twenty-four hours, racking up millions of views within minutes of being uploaded.
The terrifying footage of the brutal slaughter had completely dominated the internet, leaving the entire city talking about nothing else since the moment the news broke.
They had all clearly seen the face on the raw footage, but they were still seriously doubting whether it really was Leon or just someone who looked exactly like him.
It felt completely impossible for a boy who had been publicly branded as a failure to suddenly possess the power required to rip through a squad of veteran players.
People were only wondering if the video was merely a highly sophisticated deepfake or if a mysterious lookalike was playing a massive prank on the public.
The bold declaration at the end of the shaky recording made them even more confused, as the rogue player had explicitly proclaimed himself to be Leon Allistar to the camera.
He had stared directly into the lens and demanded that the world recognize his return, leaving no room for ambiguity about his claimed identity.
This direct confirmation conflicted entirely with everything the public knew about the family’s disgraced youngest son, creating a massive wave of confusion that left everyone desperately searching for answers.
No one dared come out publicly to say this though, desperately afraid that they would accidentally incur the terrifying wrath of the Allistar family.
Everyone kept their wild theories confined to hushed whispers, carefully filtering their words to ensure they didn’t draw any negative attention from the guild.
What was deeply confusing them the most was the bizarre reason why the other major guilds were still so completely silent about the entire matter.
Usually, a murder or B-ranks would trigger immediate public outcries and aggressive legal demands for justice from the victim’s representatives.
Yet, even organizations like Rainy Shine and Cross Block remained entirely quiet, despite the painful reality that they had just lost a valuable, heavily invested B-rank player each to this killer.
They all felt that Teon was finally here on the big screens to clear the air in whatever crazy situation was going on behind the scenes, and they were incredibly eager to hear what he had to say.
Teon’s friendly smile instantly vanishing, his pitch-black eyes taking on an incredibly sharp, dominant expression that made the speakers hum heavily.
"He’s my son, and he’s coming back to my side. The families of the players who lost their lives would be compensated, but no one, I repeat no one should try to arrest Leon, or else, they would have me to contend with." He said.
The moment those words dropped, everyone listening to him went silent, a sudden and heavy hush falling over the entire crowded street.
People looked at each other with furrowed brows, genuinely wondering whether they were the ones imagining what they had just heard, or if this was all a massive, highly coordinated public prank being played by a rogue hacker group.
As if that wasn’t already enough to completely break the minds of the listening citizens, Teon continued his speech with a booming, theatrical tone that echoed loudly off the surrounding skyscrapers.
He threw his arms out wide to the camera, his stern features breaking into a wide, triumphant grin that looked incredibly artificial.
"And to my son Leon, it is time you returned to your place, right by my side as the heir to Roaring Lions! Haha, I’m sure you’re excited about this, and our doors are always open to you." he said.
With that final declaration, all the screens blinked shut at the exact same millisecond.
The abrupt end to the broadcast left every single person on the crowded streets utterly bewildered and paralyzed by what they had just heard.
Leon was the most shocked out of everyone standing in that dense crowd, his entire body locked in a rigid, trembling stance.
His eyes remained completely glued to the giant screen on the building directly in front of him, which had now turned dark.
The sheer, shamelessness of his father’s statement hit him like a blow to the chest, temporarily freezing his ability to think or move.
Slowly, the shock faded, and his eyes turned bloodshot.
He stared at the blank digital display, his jaw clenching hard. ’What is this... what the hell are you trying to pull?’ he thought.